"Can you still move?" Cao Jianjun came over and asked.
In fact, the actual situation of delivery boy Ma Kuanlong is not that serious, but he just can't swallow this breath. Since he dares to hit himself, he must pay the price.
So I just said miserably: "No, I don't think it's safe to move. I just called the 120 emergency ambulance!"
As for Cao Jianjun, who has been a policeman for more than ten years, he naturally knows it very well, but it doesn't matter whether the matter is exposed or not. His face is indeed full of wounds.
So he leaned down and asked: "The ambulance hasn't arrived yet. Can you describe the specific situation now? Who gave you such a blow!"
"It's like this. I will deliver food as usual today, and then..."
The matter is not complicated, because it is almost lunch time, and the delivery boy Ma Kuanlong still has a little more orders today, but fortunately it has not exceeded the time limit.
Of course, this is not the main reason, because after the meal was handed over, although the customer looked unhappy, he didn't say much.
As a result, they all went downstairs, where the delivery boy Ma Kuanlong got on his electric bike and was about to leave when he received a call from a customer.
"Are you the delivery boy just now? There was something wrong with the meal when you came back!"
"How could..." Before he could ask further questions, the other party hung up the phone.
Ma Kuanlong had no choice but to rush up to the sixth floor in order to avoid getting bad reviews. He went back twice this time. When he went up again, sweat was pouring from his forehead.
However, although he was a little angry in his heart, he still spoke politely: "I'm very sorry, Mr. Xu, is the food cold?"
Customer Xu Bao had been waiting at the door of his house just now. After seeing the delivery man, his tone was not very friendly.
"It doesn't matter whether he's cool or not, but who has eaten this meal?"
"No one has eaten it!" Delivery boy Ma Kuanlong subconsciously waved his hand after hearing this.
But he soon realized that he had stopped talking about eating his meal.
So he followed up with another explanation: "I guarantee that I have never eaten it. This is basic professionalism!"
Of course, there were some things I didn't say in my heart. When I saw the environment when I was getting the meal, I wouldn't necessarily eat it even if it was given to him for free.
"Look at the rice like this, you're telling me that you haven't eaten it before?" After saying that, Xu Bao directly moved the rice bowl he ordered forward and motioned for him to take a look.
Ma Kuanlong also noticed it. I don’t know if it was due to the bumps. This meal was indeed loose and looked a little bad.
But he still tried to explain: "Brother, you see this mouth is tied up, so there is no way I can touch you..."
Xu Bao didn't finish his words here, he put the rice directly into his hand and scolded: "Okay, stop talking nonsense!
"I don't want it anymore, just take it away. I'll apply for a refund from the merchant when I get back. And you were the one who picked up the goods at 10 o'clock. Look at what time it was delivered to me. It's still cold when you open it!"
"The food I delivered was not in time, right? If you want to find trouble, just say so, no need to say whether the food has been moved or not!
"Also, can you have some quality? Who are you talking to?" After climbing up to the sixth floor twice, Ma Kuanlong was not happy, and he was not used to seeing him swearing all the time.
"Cao Mu Ma, you're a stinky takeout delivery guy. What are you doing with me riding on my horse? Do you think you can touch my food?"
"First of all, I didn't touch your food. If you don't have any evidence, don't make such nonsense. Secondly, it doesn't matter whether I deliver takeout or not. I don't think it's shameful to do this, so stop spouting shit like this with me~"
"Keep this for yourself. Complain wherever you like!" After saying that, he stuffed the lunch box directly into his hand, turned around and left.
Xu Bao didn't expect that he would put the rice in his hand again, so he dropped it on the ground without holding it. The vegetables and rice dripped all over the floor, and oil stains even splashed on the shoe rack nearby.
The white sneakers my wife had just bought were among the worst-hit areas. Suddenly, she felt a surge of anger in her heart, and she punched the delivery man who was about to leave.
Here, Ma Kuanlong heard some movement behind him, and turned around subconsciously, just in time to be hit in the nose. The nosebleed started flowing out at that time, and he was hit twice more. However, he was still relatively calm, and he never Fight back.
After being beaten until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, he went downstairs and lay on the steps to call the police...
Cao Jianjun nodded after hearing this. Just when he was about to ask something more, the sound of the 120 ambulance came to his ears, and he could only swallow his words.
Several medical staff came out of the car carrying a stretcher. They were not surprised by this situation.
The doctor came over and leaned over for a brief inspection, and then asked: "Hello, where do you feel the pain?"
"I feel like my head hurts a lot, and I can't breathe in my chest!" Ma Kuanlong said weakly on purpose.
My heart is so happy, so why does it hurt? Magotan, Sagitar can do even if it doesn’t work!
But that’s what doctors do. It’s obvious at a glance that it’s definitely not that serious. But if the patient says he doesn’t feel well, he can only take him back to the hospital. Otherwise, no one will be responsible if something goes wrong.
So he turned around and told his colleagues who were carrying the stretcher: "Get the person into the car!"
Later, I saw that Cao Jianjun seemed to be the leader and said directly to him: "Hello, comrade police, the headache may be a slight concussion. I need to take him to the hospital for further examination. Do you need to send someone to follow?"
"Xiao Zheng, you go along!"
"Okay Brother Cao!"
After waiting for the ambulance to leave, Cao Jianjun saw that the onlookers were still there.
He shouted directly: "Everyone, please disperse. Stop crowding here and watching the fun. Now it has hindered the normal passage of the residents inside!"
After evacuating the onlookers, he led auxiliary police officer Wu Jing to climb to the sixth floor. When he arrived, he was slightly out of breath.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Cao Jianjun knocked on the door and said, "Is there anyone there? We are the police from Balihe Police Station. We are here to find out about the situation!"
"Squeak!"
After about dozens of seconds, with the sound of the door opening, a man under 30 years old came into view, wearing a blue sweatshirt and black casual pants.
Even at this moment, he probably realized the seriousness of the matter, and his face looked a little bad.
"Hello, comrade police!"
Cao Jianjun nodded, and then asked as usual: "Are you the only one at home?"
"Well, my wife and children have gone to my mother-in-law's house!" Xu Bao replied with a sad face. Even though he was very happy when he beat people, now he feels very regretful. There is no background at home.
No beating is free these days, especially since he himself knows how heavy the beating is. It's not just a matter of mouth and fist. Even if he doesn't go to jail, he will still have to pay a lot of money.
Wu Jing, the auxiliary policeman on the side, said: "The accent sounds like someone from Northeast China, no wonder he is so angry!
"That delivery boy was taken to the hospital by 120 just now. This is a big deal. Call your wife quickly. You have to go to the hospital with us too!"
"Okay~" Xu Bao said and took out his phone. He didn't know what to tell his wife for a while.
After a while of mental preparation, I dialed the number...
After he finished making the call, Cao Jianjun and the others took him back to the office.
Xu Bao, who was sitting in the back row on the road, felt regretful at his wife's anxious voice on the phone just now.
Finally, I couldn't hold it back any longer, so I turned around and asked, "Comrade policeman, how is that delivery boy doing now? In a situation like mine, how will he be convicted if he doesn't pay compensation?"
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(End of chapter)
